Her golden skin covered by age
Her story matured with time
Her hair was a canvas of wisdom
Her age meaningless
Her memory lost
Her smile
Her smile has been the source of my joy
For many generations
She has been the anchor
Holding together a family
Throughout her life
She was strong
She was warm
She was beautiful
I remember her
I remember my grandmother
I remember her love
I remember her sorrow
I remember her life
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